Here’s a little mystery, courtesy of the great attic / basement / rummage sale / museum that is eBay: two sides of a postcard, and the question of my title.
Flip it over . . .
Maybe Marvin was tired from his workweek; $1.50 meant much more in 1948 than it does today. But I hope he got to the Stuyvesant Casino and heard the band, and had a wonderful time. In my ideal fantasy, he saved the postcard because he did go . . . he’d kept it in his shirt pocket and his fountain pen leaked on the bottom right corner above.
Incidentally, the eBay seller (link here) is asking one hundred times the admission price for this artifact: make of that what you will. Inflation, for sure. But shipping is free.
Internet research, always treacherous, shows me that 41-63 Frame Place still exists, and that there is “a” Marvin Dunenfeld, 89, who now lives in Willis, Texas. The age would be right, but it’s a much longer trip from Flushing to Willis than it might have been from Flushing to the East Village.
The moral to the story (there must be a moral) is that we don’t always know what Wonders are happening in our midst: almost seventy years later, this casual Friday night concert seems to us like a gathering of deities, correctly. Get out and hear some live music if you can, while you can. If you can’t, then buy a CD. If that’s not possible, have a friend over and play some music . . . spread the word. Chippie Hill isn’t showing up for gigs any more, but we can still hear her.
May your happiness increase!